smudging: (Then on that last day he breaks)
J A N E 🍃 ([personal profile] smudging) wrote in [community profile] bumfuckidaho 2017-01-20 06:52 pm (UTC)

Well, no. That's kind of in addition to all that other stuff...

[ Technically, the weirdest thing to Noah in the moment is the man standing a short distance away from him peering in through the bakery window, like some kind of spy sent by their competitors. But, that's an observation that he keeps inside of his head. ]

I don't know, I just woke up in the hospital and they said there was some kind of accident, but they wouldn't tell me anything else. [ Rubbing at the smudgy spot on his cheekbone, his brows knit together, very obviously trying to search for memories that are missing, but each one that he reaches for only ends up slipping right through his fingers. He knows he had friends (four of them? Something about the number feels familiar.) but their faces are nothing but a blur, their voices nothing more than garbled noise echoing in his head. ]

I was with somebody before that, I think? My friends. We were driving somewhere, it was something important... But we weren't coming here, I don't even know where here is. [ He sighs defeatedly. Frustrated. ]

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